If you have that song stuck in your head now, I apologize. There are worse Christmas songs out there to have lodged in your brain. Trust me...
...I want a hippopotamus for Christmas...
Back to the topic!
Christmas is creeping up on me rather quickly this year. I first noticed it while shopping, of course. Stores pull out their Christmas merchandise right after Halloween, it seems. My first reaction when I see all the red and green and gawdy gold (and glitter, dear GOD, the glitter this year!), is to cringe and supress all the Christmas tunes that immediately pop into my head. By the way, thanks Dad, for the hippo diddy. And then I start thinking about all the baking I need to do. So delicious... Then come thoughts of what to buy everyone. And then I feel Christmasy. Decorations don't usually go up until December 1st in our house, but this year we bought a new tree, so we figured we might as well put it up instead of leave it in the box for two weeks.
Don't get me wrong, though. I really do love Christmas! The best part for me is giving gifts, honestly. I can never decide what I want - there's just so much I could use or would love to have. Since I can remember, though, I've been taught that this time of year isn't about what you get, but what you give. The best part for me is seeing the reactions of recipients of my gifts. However, I've never been that great at choosing gifts for others. Ironic, no? Sometimes I hit the nail on the head. Other times... I miss. But that's okay, because it's the thought that counts, right?
This year, though, I really am looking forward to receiving some gifts. I've been feeling a bit drained on the giving this year, putting others first all the time, especially my son, that I feel like I could use a little spoiling. I deserve it, right? And just in case you're one of those people buying a gift for me, I will make it really easy for you. This blog entry is all about what I want for Cristmas. No hippos please! And don't think I'm being greedy - I'm listing ten gift ideas, only for variety, and so that I might still be surprized on Christmas Day.
Here we are, the top ten items on my wish list:
10) Gift cards. I love getting a gift card. It means I can go shopping! My favorite's are Chapters, Michael's and Sears. But Dollorama cards work, too!
9) Books. In years past, this would be closer to the top of the list, but I just don't get as much chance to sit down and read these days. Orson Scott Card is always my first choice, but I've been trying lots of other sci-fi/fantasy, too. Surprize me!
8) Baking pans. My collection has dwindled, and what's left is in poor condition. A bit of everything would be nice: cookie sheets, cake and bread pans, muffin tins. I like Betty Crocker or Baker's Secret.
7) Dishes. We could really use a new set of dishes. Corel, something not floral or square. Blues or white.
6) Towels. Or a gift card for somewhere I could get towels. Purple and gray.
5) Sheets for a king size bed. Or as above, a gift card to put towards sheets!
4) Christmas ornaments or decorations. Blue and silver in color. We really don't have a theme or style going.
3) A day at the spa. I've never had a spa day. Ever. Some company for this one would be nice, too!
2) A helping hand to clean and organize my house. I'm a horrible house keeper. Everything piles up and I get so far behind that I start to feel burried alive in my own home. Come help me yourself, or set me up with a maid for the day!
1) A day OFF. I know, I know, I'm a Mom, I don't get days off. But I really, really need one! No child, no chores, just 24 hours to unwind and just be Meghann, so I can be a better Mom!
Bonus Stocking Stuffer idea: Knitting/crochet supplies. Stitch markers, needle tip covers, cable needles, pattern books... All pretty cheap at Walmart!
And there you have it! My list of gimme gimme's. The last three are kind of "big" ones, I know. Any one of those would definitely make my day, though.
So tell me, what's on your wish list this year?
Thursday, November 28, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
A Never-Ending Story
And I'm not talking about a favorite movie from our childhoods. Or laundry.
No, this is about food. We're doing our best to eat healthier around here, so I'm always looking for new foods or recipes to try. This evening, we'll be heading out on a little trip with my sister and her family. Before we leave from here, though, the plan is to have dinner, so we're not trying to get settled and make dinner at the same time when we get to the cabin. I'm planning on making a cheesy chicken, broccoli and rice casserole, which I had hoped to make in the slow cooker.
Now, I'm a little new to slow cooker cooking. I've used it many times for stew and roasts, but I've never made anything else in it. I had no idea how or when to add the cheese sauce or rice, so I went on the internet to find a recipe or answers. Maybe I'm not very search-savvy, either, because all I could find were recipes that call for prepackaged mixes or condensed "cream of" soups. I don't have those on hand, and even if I did, I can't eat them!
Where, oh where, on this endless information highway does a person find slow cooker recipes that use real food?? Does no one take the time to prepare their own seasoning or sauces these days? And honestly, how healthy is a recipe that uses boxed, seasoned (salted!) rice and canned soup? Can we say, "Preservatives and Sodium much"? I thought more people were turning away from packaged foods... Judging by my unsuccessful searching today, I'd have to say I was way wrong.
There was a time when I did use a lot of canned soups for cooking, and would eat boxed macaroni and other packaged pasta dishes. But eventually, I realized that making food myself was so much better. It's more satisfying, for one, to look at your plate, and think, "I made that!". I still used canned tomatoes and veggies for certain recipes, but I'd love to get away from those, too. Some day, I hope I can be the Mom that makes spaghetti sauce from scratch (tomatoes and all!), with veggies I grew in my garden. First, I need to learn how to grow tomatoes. Another reason I don't like using seasoning packets and canned soups is that I really just can't. Being gluten-intolerant, "cream of" soups are out of the question (unless I want to spend $5 on a tiny box that really doesn't do much for my recipes...), and many boxed side dishes these internet recipes call for probably contain gluten, too. Finally, I don't like to use them because my food always ended up too salty. Once upon a time, I loved salty foods. Being more conscious about our health, I try to keep as much salt as possible out of our diet. And I'm not a fan of preservatives and ingredients I can't pronounce.
This topic could go off into all kinds of wild directions, and I really should get back to what I was doing.
Since I don't really have the time or ambition to do any further research today, I'll save that for another time. For now, I'll just be using more dishes than I anticipated, and make the casserole the old-fashioned way: on the stove and in the oven. Oh yes, and I'll also have to pull out the rice cooker, too. So much for an easy, throw-together meal!
Thanks a lot, internet. *sarcasm!*
No, this is about food. We're doing our best to eat healthier around here, so I'm always looking for new foods or recipes to try. This evening, we'll be heading out on a little trip with my sister and her family. Before we leave from here, though, the plan is to have dinner, so we're not trying to get settled and make dinner at the same time when we get to the cabin. I'm planning on making a cheesy chicken, broccoli and rice casserole, which I had hoped to make in the slow cooker.
Now, I'm a little new to slow cooker cooking. I've used it many times for stew and roasts, but I've never made anything else in it. I had no idea how or when to add the cheese sauce or rice, so I went on the internet to find a recipe or answers. Maybe I'm not very search-savvy, either, because all I could find were recipes that call for prepackaged mixes or condensed "cream of" soups. I don't have those on hand, and even if I did, I can't eat them!
Where, oh where, on this endless information highway does a person find slow cooker recipes that use real food?? Does no one take the time to prepare their own seasoning or sauces these days? And honestly, how healthy is a recipe that uses boxed, seasoned (salted!) rice and canned soup? Can we say, "Preservatives and Sodium much"? I thought more people were turning away from packaged foods... Judging by my unsuccessful searching today, I'd have to say I was way wrong.
There was a time when I did use a lot of canned soups for cooking, and would eat boxed macaroni and other packaged pasta dishes. But eventually, I realized that making food myself was so much better. It's more satisfying, for one, to look at your plate, and think, "I made that!". I still used canned tomatoes and veggies for certain recipes, but I'd love to get away from those, too. Some day, I hope I can be the Mom that makes spaghetti sauce from scratch (tomatoes and all!), with veggies I grew in my garden. First, I need to learn how to grow tomatoes. Another reason I don't like using seasoning packets and canned soups is that I really just can't. Being gluten-intolerant, "cream of" soups are out of the question (unless I want to spend $5 on a tiny box that really doesn't do much for my recipes...), and many boxed side dishes these internet recipes call for probably contain gluten, too. Finally, I don't like to use them because my food always ended up too salty. Once upon a time, I loved salty foods. Being more conscious about our health, I try to keep as much salt as possible out of our diet. And I'm not a fan of preservatives and ingredients I can't pronounce.
This topic could go off into all kinds of wild directions, and I really should get back to what I was doing.
Since I don't really have the time or ambition to do any further research today, I'll save that for another time. For now, I'll just be using more dishes than I anticipated, and make the casserole the old-fashioned way: on the stove and in the oven. Oh yes, and I'll also have to pull out the rice cooker, too. So much for an easy, throw-together meal!
Thanks a lot, internet. *sarcasm!*
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Toddler Beds and Dieting
There are two big things happening around here lately. First, Logan is now is a toddler bed. He seems to like it well enough, but there have been so many nights that he ends up in our bed, because he can slide out of his and climb up into ours on his own. Ryan and Logan sleep fine, but I'm usually up most of the night wondering if I should just get up, put a pillow under the sheets, and sleep on the couch for all the comfort I have. By morning, my back is so stiff that I'm a wreck the whole day. Short of locking Logan in his room, though, I don't see that there's much to be done. I will put Logan back in his own bed when he comes wandering in, but most times, Ryan lets him climb up and sleep with us. I feel like the wicked witch for insisting my son sleeps in his own bed.
I'm hoping, though, that today's purchase will help Logan stay in bed. I went ahead and bought a set of toddler bedding. At first, we figured we would just use the bedding we have, and layer the blankets in the winter. But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered if Logan would be more happy about having his own bed if he had some super-cool Hot Wheels stuff on it. So, I bought the $20 set from Walmart. I'm happy to find that the blanket isn't as thick as youth bedding sets. At least he won't drown in pools of his own sweat! I'm excited for him to wake up, so I can put the stuff in the dryer, and then make up his awesome new bed... so excited, I'm almost tempted to start the dryer right now! But I won't.
Instead, I'll... find something else to occupy my brain. Except for food.
That's the other big thing happening here. We're dieting. Not some fad diet, or specific diet. Just eating healthy foods, smaller portions, trying to stay off my butt more often than not. That last part is harder than it should be. I've realized that I am actually a fairly lazy person. I would much rather sit down on the couch and watch a movie, or snooze, when I have the chance, than do house cleaning or cooking. or even walk the dog. I'll sit and play with Logan, but when we go out to play, I'm the supervisor, not a participant.
Maybe I'll get up now, and try doing some yoga... yeah... yoga...
I'm hoping, though, that today's purchase will help Logan stay in bed. I went ahead and bought a set of toddler bedding. At first, we figured we would just use the bedding we have, and layer the blankets in the winter. But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered if Logan would be more happy about having his own bed if he had some super-cool Hot Wheels stuff on it. So, I bought the $20 set from Walmart. I'm happy to find that the blanket isn't as thick as youth bedding sets. At least he won't drown in pools of his own sweat! I'm excited for him to wake up, so I can put the stuff in the dryer, and then make up his awesome new bed... so excited, I'm almost tempted to start the dryer right now! But I won't.
Instead, I'll... find something else to occupy my brain. Except for food.
That's the other big thing happening here. We're dieting. Not some fad diet, or specific diet. Just eating healthy foods, smaller portions, trying to stay off my butt more often than not. That last part is harder than it should be. I've realized that I am actually a fairly lazy person. I would much rather sit down on the couch and watch a movie, or snooze, when I have the chance, than do house cleaning or cooking. or even walk the dog. I'll sit and play with Logan, but when we go out to play, I'm the supervisor, not a participant.
Maybe I'll get up now, and try doing some yoga... yeah... yoga...
Monday, July 29, 2013
Space...
There's not much personal space to be had when you become a parent. Peeing with the door open (or even with kids present in the room...), having a little, wiggly creature crawling all over you whenever you sit down, sharing every single piece of food... it goes on forever! This is yet another lesson I've been learning, and adjusting to. More so, now that Logan is becoming more and more independent. How's that for irony?
The more Logan can do for himself, the more he wants us to be involved with him. Playing with cars and crayons are his favorite things to do these days. Cars is a fairly independent game for him, but I need to watch where he's putting them. Fitting them under, between, inside and behind furniture is his favorite. Crayons and markers are definitely 100% supervised, and a joy, too! He's becoming quite the little artist, I'm so proud!
It also means he's getting into more "trouble", and starting to test more boundaries - hiding his cars in the sub-woofer and drawing on the floor with markers, for instance.
I love my son, more than I could ever express, but some days, the "play with me, play with me" and meltdowns are just too much.
Let me backtrack a little here. A couple of weeks ago, I ran out of my anti-depressant medication, and I've been forgetting to go get another prescription for it. On good days, I wonder if I really need it anymore. And then there's days like today - four hours of meltdowns from minute one this morning - when I'm pretty sure I should get my act together and get a refill on the happiness in a bottle. There's been more yelling and frustration around here than I care to admit in the past two weeks, and while I'm sure being out of my meds is part of it, I can't say for certain that this is the whole issue. I don't want to be one of "those" moms, always yelling and never getting anywhere.
So why am I yelling?! Because I've been with my son, 24/7 for who knows how long now, and he's getting on my nerves, and I haven't figure out a better way to deal with it. Well, not entirely true; I did come up with a pretty brilliant solution that made me wonder why I didn't try it before today... I put Logan to bed.
Yup, just picked him up, carried him to his room, and plopped him in there and walked away. The old "walk away and breathe" method.
*Inhale, exhale* It's much quieter around here right now, I did some dishes (which is oddly relaxing for me...), and I've had time to calm down myself.
When Logan wakes up, I'm going to give him a huge squeeze and apologize for yelling so much today.
And tomorrow, I'm getting that prescription refilled!
The more Logan can do for himself, the more he wants us to be involved with him. Playing with cars and crayons are his favorite things to do these days. Cars is a fairly independent game for him, but I need to watch where he's putting them. Fitting them under, between, inside and behind furniture is his favorite. Crayons and markers are definitely 100% supervised, and a joy, too! He's becoming quite the little artist, I'm so proud!
It also means he's getting into more "trouble", and starting to test more boundaries - hiding his cars in the sub-woofer and drawing on the floor with markers, for instance.
I love my son, more than I could ever express, but some days, the "play with me, play with me" and meltdowns are just too much.
Let me backtrack a little here. A couple of weeks ago, I ran out of my anti-depressant medication, and I've been forgetting to go get another prescription for it. On good days, I wonder if I really need it anymore. And then there's days like today - four hours of meltdowns from minute one this morning - when I'm pretty sure I should get my act together and get a refill on the happiness in a bottle. There's been more yelling and frustration around here than I care to admit in the past two weeks, and while I'm sure being out of my meds is part of it, I can't say for certain that this is the whole issue. I don't want to be one of "those" moms, always yelling and never getting anywhere.
So why am I yelling?! Because I've been with my son, 24/7 for who knows how long now, and he's getting on my nerves, and I haven't figure out a better way to deal with it. Well, not entirely true; I did come up with a pretty brilliant solution that made me wonder why I didn't try it before today... I put Logan to bed.
Yup, just picked him up, carried him to his room, and plopped him in there and walked away. The old "walk away and breathe" method.
*Inhale, exhale* It's much quieter around here right now, I did some dishes (which is oddly relaxing for me...), and I've had time to calm down myself.
When Logan wakes up, I'm going to give him a huge squeeze and apologize for yelling so much today.
And tomorrow, I'm getting that prescription refilled!
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Slow Down!
You were so small,
tiny,
no bigger than a doll.
You cooed,
you cried,
slept and snuggled.
I blinked,
and then you were bigger,
rolling and laughing,
smiling at me.
Not long after
you were up on your knees,
crawling and playing,
learning.
Far too soon,
you stood on your feet,
walking and running,
exploring the world.
You seemed so much bigger,
I could not imagine
how you would grow
even more.
So quickly.
Suddenly,
words were starting to appear.
Hi and Dada
Yow and Bababa.
And now I realize
I'm not ready
for you to grow up.
You are my baby,
and I will miss
all those long,
lazy
loving days
of just holding you,
playing with you.
It will be too soon
that you are grown.
If you could,
I ask,
please,
slow down.
I'm not ready
to fly through these days.
Let's just
slow down,
and play.
tiny,
no bigger than a doll.
You cooed,
you cried,
slept and snuggled.
I blinked,
and then you were bigger,
rolling and laughing,
smiling at me.
Not long after
you were up on your knees,
crawling and playing,
learning.
Far too soon,
you stood on your feet,
walking and running,
exploring the world.
You seemed so much bigger,
I could not imagine
how you would grow
even more.
So quickly.
Suddenly,
words were starting to appear.
Hi and Dada
Yow and Bababa.
And now I realize
I'm not ready
for you to grow up.
You are my baby,
and I will miss
all those long,
lazy
loving days
of just holding you,
playing with you.
It will be too soon
that you are grown.
If you could,
I ask,
please,
slow down.
I'm not ready
to fly through these days.
Let's just
slow down,
and play.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Horror Stories Beyond Birth
One of the hot topics among pregnant women is, obviously, childbirth. There are many, many beautiful childbirth stories out there that make pregnant women feel empowered, and confident about their upcoming birth. But those are usually not the ones they hear. Most of the time, they hear a horror story of pain and trauma. Studies (and common sense) tell us that these are not good for a mother-to-be. These horror stories can make a woman less confident in herself, and her body, which can lead to a difficult, and even traumatic experience. Who wants that?
But is it any different for mothers after birth? I doubt the new mother struggling with her newborn who never seems to sleep will benefit from the story of how you spent 15 hours rocking your baby because she wouldn't sleep otherwise. Think about it.
I'm writing this at 1am, without my glasses on, because I had a very long, very difficult day with my son today. He's had a low fever, and after only 8 hours of sleep yesterday night, would not sleep. I'm talking 18 hours of sick, tired, cranky 17 month old. Rough, hey? It was, and I let everyone know on Facebook, naturally. My friends and family were quite supportive, telling me I could get through it, and making helpful suggestions. Their support helped me get through my day.
Sadly, a cousin of mine was also having a tough time yesterday, with her 2 year old. The responses she received were less than supportive... "just you wait, 3,4 and 5 are no better!", "It only gets worse!" and so on. There were only a few who offered encouragement. It made me sad. Will her day be any better tomorrow? I certainly hope so. But she will have all those comments in her head, and how will they affect her mood? And how will her mood affect her boy, and in turn, the outcome of their day?
I know I've been guilty of it, and I'm sure I'll slip up once in a while, but I'm definitely going to watch what I say to parents who are having a bad day.
Even a simple, "this day will end soon" is worth a million times more to a parent than your tale of a similar experience.
I'll end it there, and let it sink in.
But is it any different for mothers after birth? I doubt the new mother struggling with her newborn who never seems to sleep will benefit from the story of how you spent 15 hours rocking your baby because she wouldn't sleep otherwise. Think about it.
I'm writing this at 1am, without my glasses on, because I had a very long, very difficult day with my son today. He's had a low fever, and after only 8 hours of sleep yesterday night, would not sleep. I'm talking 18 hours of sick, tired, cranky 17 month old. Rough, hey? It was, and I let everyone know on Facebook, naturally. My friends and family were quite supportive, telling me I could get through it, and making helpful suggestions. Their support helped me get through my day.
Sadly, a cousin of mine was also having a tough time yesterday, with her 2 year old. The responses she received were less than supportive... "just you wait, 3,4 and 5 are no better!", "It only gets worse!" and so on. There were only a few who offered encouragement. It made me sad. Will her day be any better tomorrow? I certainly hope so. But she will have all those comments in her head, and how will they affect her mood? And how will her mood affect her boy, and in turn, the outcome of their day?
I know I've been guilty of it, and I'm sure I'll slip up once in a while, but I'm definitely going to watch what I say to parents who are having a bad day.
Even a simple, "this day will end soon" is worth a million times more to a parent than your tale of a similar experience.
I'll end it there, and let it sink in.
Thursday, June 6, 2013
I Take It Back: A List of Things I Said Before Motherhood
1) "I'm not going to put things out of reach, because my kids won't touch things they shouldn't." Yeah. Right. For some reason, it's so much easier to teach other children not to touch your stuff. I guess your own kids figure it's theirs, too, so they should be able to touch it? In any case, I've run out of high places to put the books and breakables, and have had to resort to preparing myself (and bank account) to replace ripped paperbacks and damaged decor when my son is in high school.
2) "Just take the kid out of the store if he's acting up!" My sister tried explaining this one to me ages before I had my own son. Some days are just bad days. While Logan hasn't yet had a super-tantrum in the middle of Wal-mart, he's had days when he's grumpy as all get-up, and I just want to rush through my grocery shopping as quickly as possible.
3) "I'll stay at home and have lots of time for cleaning, cooking, baking and my hobbies!" It seemed to me that my sister was constantly doing something; outings, sewing, reading... I've often wondered why I don't seem to have the same amount of hours in the day that she supposedly had. Maybe it's because playing with Logan and keeping my house clean is more important to me than my own hobbies?** Or maybe I just suck at managing my time wisely? Nah... Let's go with the first one.
4) "We're going to use cloth diapers!" That didn't work out so well. I agree that it's much better for the environment, and baby. Not so good for my sanity, power bill or storage space. It certainly didn't help that Logan really hated them at first, so I gave up for a long time. Then, when I tried to use them about a month ago, I found the whole process so tedious and time-consuming, I gave it up again. I'll try again next time, but my sanity is more important to me these days. Sorry Mother Nature. And high-five to everyone who uses cloth!
5) "I'll take the baby and the dog out for walks every day." Nope. We're lucky some days if we even make it out to the back yard for more than letting Ria do her business. This wonderful weather is helping get us outside more often, but soon it will be too hot (for me) for most of the day. Oh yeah, and there's only so many weeks a person can ignore the piles of laundry and dishes and dirt before they become disgusting instead of cute.
6) "I'll read to my kids every day." I read most days, but it's not the kind of reading session I imagined, with my son sitting in my lap, hanging on every word of "Pup and Hound", pointing nicely at the pictures... It's more like me sitting on the couch while Logan plays and sort of half listens as I read Harry Potter out loud. He certainly seems to enjoy it, but it's not what I pictured when I promised to read to him every day.
7) "I won't use the TV as a babysitter." Let's face it, sometimes, when dishes just have to be washed, or you need a few minutes of "quiet" time, the television is a glorious invention! And I console myself with the fact that Logan doesn't just sit and watch it at this point (most of the time). He's usually just listening to it while he plays with his toys or harasses the dog.
8) "We're going to make our own baby food." Well, that went out the window, right along with cloth diapers. I couldn't be bothered to cook and puree fruit, veggies and meat myself. It was an awesome idea, but I found just mashing up whatever I was eating at the time worked just as well. Having very little freezer space to store homemade baby food didn't help, either.
9) "I won't lose touch with my friends." Sadly, being a mother takes up a lot of time, and I have lost touch with many people. If that's you, I'm sorry. It just means that when we do get together, there's more to talk about! Right?... Right...?
10) "I'll make time for a shower every day." Well, every week, at least...
**I am definitely NOT saying that my sister cared more about her hobbies than her children! It just seemed to me like she was able to get more done than I'm able to in a day. That's it, that's all, end of discussion!
2) "Just take the kid out of the store if he's acting up!" My sister tried explaining this one to me ages before I had my own son. Some days are just bad days. While Logan hasn't yet had a super-tantrum in the middle of Wal-mart, he's had days when he's grumpy as all get-up, and I just want to rush through my grocery shopping as quickly as possible.
3) "I'll stay at home and have lots of time for cleaning, cooking, baking and my hobbies!" It seemed to me that my sister was constantly doing something; outings, sewing, reading... I've often wondered why I don't seem to have the same amount of hours in the day that she supposedly had. Maybe it's because playing with Logan and keeping my house clean is more important to me than my own hobbies?** Or maybe I just suck at managing my time wisely? Nah... Let's go with the first one.
4) "We're going to use cloth diapers!" That didn't work out so well. I agree that it's much better for the environment, and baby. Not so good for my sanity, power bill or storage space. It certainly didn't help that Logan really hated them at first, so I gave up for a long time. Then, when I tried to use them about a month ago, I found the whole process so tedious and time-consuming, I gave it up again. I'll try again next time, but my sanity is more important to me these days. Sorry Mother Nature. And high-five to everyone who uses cloth!
5) "I'll take the baby and the dog out for walks every day." Nope. We're lucky some days if we even make it out to the back yard for more than letting Ria do her business. This wonderful weather is helping get us outside more often, but soon it will be too hot (for me) for most of the day. Oh yeah, and there's only so many weeks a person can ignore the piles of laundry and dishes and dirt before they become disgusting instead of cute.
6) "I'll read to my kids every day." I read most days, but it's not the kind of reading session I imagined, with my son sitting in my lap, hanging on every word of "Pup and Hound", pointing nicely at the pictures... It's more like me sitting on the couch while Logan plays and sort of half listens as I read Harry Potter out loud. He certainly seems to enjoy it, but it's not what I pictured when I promised to read to him every day.
7) "I won't use the TV as a babysitter." Let's face it, sometimes, when dishes just have to be washed, or you need a few minutes of "quiet" time, the television is a glorious invention! And I console myself with the fact that Logan doesn't just sit and watch it at this point (most of the time). He's usually just listening to it while he plays with his toys or harasses the dog.
8) "We're going to make our own baby food." Well, that went out the window, right along with cloth diapers. I couldn't be bothered to cook and puree fruit, veggies and meat myself. It was an awesome idea, but I found just mashing up whatever I was eating at the time worked just as well. Having very little freezer space to store homemade baby food didn't help, either.
9) "I won't lose touch with my friends." Sadly, being a mother takes up a lot of time, and I have lost touch with many people. If that's you, I'm sorry. It just means that when we do get together, there's more to talk about! Right?... Right...?
10) "I'll make time for a shower every day." Well, every week, at least...
**I am definitely NOT saying that my sister cared more about her hobbies than her children! It just seemed to me like she was able to get more done than I'm able to in a day. That's it, that's all, end of discussion!
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